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    Life's mysterious ways are not always acceptable, and not always understood.  One mystery that I would never be able to really understand is what is commonly called the Missouri Hornet light.

    Traveling east on Oklahoma State Highway 110, at the Missouri State Line, there is a small rusty sign on a fence.  It says simply "Spook Light." Take the little dirt lane north for one mile, then back west for one mile, then north again for 1 mile.  A small dirt lane looks like the end of the line. According to mileage, I believe we are then back in Oklahoma. At what appears to be a dead end, wait a minute or two and you will see a light in the middle of the lane.  The first thought is to pull over to make room for a car to pass.  OOPS!  No car. The light stays for a minute or two, moves around a little bit, then disappears.  No mysterious light exists, right?  Then when it brightens up again and comes straight into your windshield, you know it's there. Turn on your car lights....maybe the light will go away. When it comes back the third or fourth time, you are ready for plan "L” Translated get the "L" out of here.  Continued.....

 

    We almost missed the spook light at first because the operator of a service station and cafe near the spook light road told us there was no need going out there before midnight, because he didn't close his store until then.  In my innocence, I asked why. 

     "Because I am the guy that carries the lantern."  Seeing my disappointment, his wife spoke up and said "Otis, STOP that” Then she gave us directions to the light.. At the second turn on the road, there is a little shop that sells cold drinks and snacks.  The owner said that there had been more than once when strange pieces of stuff, strange metal, etc. was left on the road after a particularly active night on the scene.  BUT.... the next day "somebody" knew of this, and would come down and take his "findings" away. 

    This always makes me think that the spook light does not do these things, but the presence of the light makes this a very ideal place for UFO'S to experiment.  SOMEBODY knew!

    One night the storeowner "Otis" said he had heard Spooky took a liking to us.  Of course, I had to ask why.  Very simple.... more than one person had seen the light following us almost back to the highway! 

Calypso’s (My) sister

"I think it's a fallen angel trying to get back to heaven." Calypso's (My) dad

"It is a mysterious experience. One night while our car was parked on "Spook Light" road. The light came over our car with a zoom, and the car shook like a diesel truck had passed us on the highway! Everyone should see it. Also, a man that ran a gas station told me that, years ago, a traveler's horse stopped for a drink in the little creek on "Spook Light" road. When suddenly the light appeared, the horse stopped drinking water to look." Calypso's (My), mom

"I don't know what it is or why it's there. I think God put it there for a reason." My (Calypso’s) aunt Florence Robertson, Hawkins Texas

Hi. I am 45 and I was raised in SE Texas and Oklahoma. I have a story to tell that can be confirmed by my mother, an older sister, and possibly a brother. Spooky knew it too, but he has passed away. He saw this happen, or at least part of it. I don't know if he wrote it down.

 

In about1970, We were on spooklight road. We often went there to watch the lights. We had an old station wagon, and there was no A/C because we had the car turned off, so the windows were rolled down and the lights were off. My sister, who is 15 years older than I, was sitting with my uncle Pat (they were both around 19 or 20 years old) on the hood of the station wagon. I was seated in the second row inside the car. The lights had been very active that night (we rarely saw just one during those years) and we were very quiet. I was looking out the window to my right into the ditch, because the big kids on the hood made it impossible for me to see out the windshield.  When I looked out, I saw a red light about the size of a racquetball lift from the ditch and come to hover directly at my eye level about 4 inches away. I made a squeak and my mom looked back from the driver's side. I started to touch it and she yelled at me to put my hand down. I did so, but the light continued to hover there, Looking at me. I cannot say how I knew it was looking, but I did, and I do. There was intelligence there, and it wasn't benevolent. That was the only time I was frightened of the light up until that point. It finally moved off, not like it usually disappeared, but slowly moving straight up and then finally disappearing over the roof of the car. I couldn't see it any more, and I started to relax. My mother told me to roll up my window (and I did it without arguing, even though the heat was oppressive). I told her that I couldn't see out the front and she made the older kids move. My sister, who had very long auburn hair, pulled a brush out of her pocket and started brushing her hair. The light returned--very bright this time, and orange rather than red. It was the size of a basketball. It headed straight for her in a rush. She dropped the brush and the light disappeared. As soon as she started brushing again, the light came back and charged her. I never saw her move that fast at any other time in her life. She got in the car and rolled up the window, and the light seemed to disappear. We turned on the engine to leave, and had to do a K-turn on the rutted dirt road. As we turned, we saw the light again, still orange, still like a basketball, and still very close to the back of the car. By the time the turn was completed, the light was in front of us. As we pulled forward, the light passed through the windshield, out the back hatch of the car, and started tailing us. It bounced like a ball along behind us for almost three miles, all the way to the road where Spooky used to have his little country store. We went in to use the facilities (such as they were) and Spooky looked at my mom and said, "He likes you." My mom said, "Who?" and Spooky said, "Spooky, that's who." (referring to the light, not to himself. He always called the light Spooky.) He had seen the light chasing us.

 

Paula Swan

 

 "Halts Bus - While coming home from a school carnival in Quapaw Oklahoma, we got the thrill of our lives. The light had evidently grown tired and weary and decided to do a little hitchhiking on our bus. The light perched on the rear window as though trying to get into our bus. We were half scared to death -- women screaming and all. The light was so bright it temporarily blinded the bus driver and he had to stop the bus. Just as we stopped, the light went away. I'll never forget that bus ride." Louis Graham, Route 1, Galena, Kansas

 "A motorist tells of driving toward the "Spook Light" until it vanished, then finding it behind him. The strange glowing, floating ball remains one of the few things left on earth which defies all efforts to strip it of its mysticism." Springfield News Leader -- An article by Joe Clayton --

"I've heard about the "Spook Light" since I was a little girl. I am 60 years old now, and have never been to see that light, and another little verse behind that one: I'm not going out there either." My sister's landlady in 1967 talking to me, calypso

 

"Fun and Failure" (Shortened) "...a group of students from Michigan University came down and camped out for 2 weeks in the vicinity of the "Spook Light." Of course they found nothing about the source of the light, and that "A number of times we have left people in a parked car and walked down the road a mile or so, only to have the light appear between us and the car." Charles Miller, Joplin

 "ALL I GOT IS THE FACTS, MAN! -- "I ain't been and I ain't going!" Frank Allen, Jr. Joplin Missouri

"I've lived around Quapaw for 61 years. I've seen a number of teams investigating the source of the "Ghost Light," but none of them have ever found out what it is. I was here before there were any cars in this district and the "Ghost Light" was there then. Leonard Stoner Quapaw

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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